Best Happy Endings Poems
I think of you badly,
I yearn for you crazily
Passionately in wanting
Obsessively in needing
and I dream of you,
your fingertips all over
my chapters
in search of faith's
happy endings.
Every night I wait for you
to come to me
I let you taste the feel of me
an emotion deep inside your heart
lingering softly, whispering secretly
Alone you are in my thoughts
Your spirit is in my breath
You have crawled into my heart
rocking me fast asleep.
Oh how I crave your scent on my pillow,
feel the warmth of your soft skin.
savor a kiss on your moist lips,
have your hair cascade onto my chest.
Heaven is speaking loudly
telling me you are the one,
I am coming for you my darling
we'll make all our feelings a home.
Saw Brecht rolling in his grave
And Weill gasping for air.
And the masterful Brecht rave,
And rant and try to be fair.
(if that is possible for his rage,)
that audience-tested Happy endings
by TV and Hollywood rule the age
and color rosy, these times' being
With gorge rising say, we all love
Those Happy Endings, so addicted
And far into labored joy they shove
Thus, the truth of our lives we ignore
With plenty of joy and sorrow sure,
And lead so willingly by the "corps."
Happy Endings
A long day in the office is just a prelude
to the kaleidoscopic formations
gathered beneath store front close out sales
and pigeon feathers as I head for the station,
the five o’clock hopefully on time
Strolling down the naked street,
I follow brick facades and paint chipped doorways,
listening to music from open windows above,
static to the sleeping trios
with silenced violins in cases of quarters
Whiskey bottle wind chimes
tinkle on the curb in high pitched sonatas
floating on waters from washed dogs and cars,
denting front lawns in tread mark stupidity
as the city pulls out the stops
Sirens join in the festivities,
out of tune with hopes for happiness,
but running red lights just the same
as envious teenagers fall from death metal
logo’d skateboards, tearing already torn jeans
And as I wonder why no one smiles anymore,
a yellow cab stops, the back window rolls down
“Need a lift buddy?” and before I can answer
I see her as she pats the seat next to her
and motions me in
As the car pulls away I ask, “Where we headed?”
“To the sunset, I hear it’s beautiful this time of day”
she giggles then leans over and kisses me
“How was your day handsome?” she asks like a song
“Perfect now, I just love happy endings”
All that I am and all that I've done for love and a happy ending now seems like it was for thing at all,
There doesn't seem to be a happy ending at the end of this story no one's hearing loves call,
I should have learned by now there's no such things as fairytales only human tales,
And as humans were complicated beings which is why our love so often fails,
Nothings ever as simple ads the fairy tales we believe as children and aspire too,
In reality the human heart is difficult and happy endings only exist for a few,
You may think your doing everything for the best to move the story on but it stalls,
And then your left with a shattered dream and that wish upon a star falls.
We let our children believe these fantasies building great expectations only for them to realise there not real,
Then their love fails and they blame themselves for not achieving the happy ending and self doubt is what they feel,
We should be teaching the human tale where the road is never smooth and happy ending's come after heartache and pain,
Yet we should all still believe in love just not the wishy washy fairy tale love whose colours always run in the rain,
Happy ending do happen but not in the fairy tale sense and only after a mix of emotions and the learning of all loves lessons,
So some of us choose to live by lust instead but when the tale grows old they regret not having taken a risk for loves blessings,
We need to stop pinning our hopes on the fairy tale happily ever after there never real the day after her wedding cinderella was dead,
Snow white realised she like girls and it wasn't a phase and the most real ending of all sleeping beauty was found doing something else in bed.
The moral of this human tale is we try, we fail, and we pick ourselves up to try again and again,
Love is worth trying for but you have to realise its only truly experienced with a happy ending when you've experienced the pain.
"It never made me think less
of you, the marks apon your skin
it never made me wanna run when
you told me of the voices that
yelled within. i didn't want to run
away like everyone else did
i never wanted us to break
but it seemed we just where kids
it's sad to say that i miss you
it's hard to breathe but i struggle
to get through
and how i used to say that i loved you
it's hard to see but sometimes dreams
come true.
we had those special nights where we talked
until the sun rose up. the wind outside was yelling
at us both to fall asleep. but we ignored it
anyways.
it seems like it was just yesterday, even though
we where miles and miles and miles away.
somehow i still felt you.
it's sad to say that i miss you
it's hard to breathe but i struggle
to get through
and how i used to say i loved you
it's hard to see but sometimes dreams
come true.
how do i live without you here?
missing your body close to mine
how do i stop hurting and stop the tears
coming out my eyes?
have you ever heard me screaming?
at the top of my lungs
i say your name every night
but you never seem to come.
the memories of us. the life we planned
it's fading all away. do you understand!
we both carried a torch inside of us
how did we let it get blown away?
it's sad to say that i miss you
it's hard to breathe but somehow i still
make it through
and now i miss how you loved me too
it's hard to see now but sometimes dreams
really do come true.
it's sad to say that i need you
it's hard to breathe but somehow i still make
it without you
and it's hard to believe but sometimes happy endings
really don't come true..."
I believe there are no happy endings
Just the honeymoon of happy beginnings
Ultimately we end up losing
While they collect our hard fought winnings
Eventually everything ends and everything dies
Sadness then spreads with following cries
Is true love real when it’s destined die
When one half grows apart spouting devious lies
I believe there are no happy endings
Just the honeymoon of happy beginnings
HAPPY ENDINGS
We all grew up listening to fairy tales like Goldilocks and the three bears…
From Jack, who climbed the beanstalk, to Rapunzel, who let down her hair.
As we snuggled safe, secure and happy neath the covers of our bed…
tales of kings and queens and castles are the stories our parents read.
We dreamed we’d be that king or queen…to take a partner…a husband…a wife
where from our castle we’d rule our kingdom with compassion
and live a long and happy life.
Growing up, although we left those nightly fairy tales behind,
the memories of those moments with our parents never left our minds.
And, just like in the fairy tales…we fell in love with someone…
“I love you!” We exclaimed…
I will treat you like a king…or queen…they answered, “I will do the same.”
Our little house became our castle…filled with joy and love and laughter
and our fairy tale, as we expected, has us living happily ever after.
We begin this circle with our own children
when each evening we kiss them on their heads
then sit down, as a family, and read fairy tales in their beds.
We have found over the years those fairy tale memories will keep
whether it’s a single parent…
a woman and a man…
two women…or two men…who read their children to sleep.
Because when it comes to fairy tales
all that matters…is that love is behind the message we are sending…
for it is love…and and only love…
that writes a happy ending.
happy endings come from
happy beginnings
traveling story
thickening plot
building & rebuilding
characters unworthy
i cant turn the page
myself when i am stuck
inside i thought it would
be fun to take a ride
to do what i'm told
scripted lifted from freedom
captive in the dungeon
of fantasy
Happy Endings
Do you believe in fairy tales?
That is something my mother always asked me
before
I drifted off to the sound of her loving, placid voice.
But I never gave her an answer. So unsure of what my
Life would come to be. Now thinking back, I’m so very
Grateful to myself for neglecting to respond. For now I
Am not so certain that she would see me as something to
Be satisfied of with. Maybe it wouldn’t exactly be me,
However, something within me. I know this to be a fact,
Because what I see in the eye of my soul is a reflection of
Who I long to be. my derelict heart has shattered into a
Trillion pieces, and hope seems to have run away from the
Home, the home that I have built for it inside of me. now
I am hopeless. snow white without her dwarfs.
Cinderella without her glass slipper.
The princess without her pea.
Where’s my happy ending?
One flow of your pen
and suddenly I am in.
Don't tell me the end,
I want to imagine it.
Happy Endings !
Too many rules,
Too many regulations,
Too much loss
Of self worth,
Pushing us into
Personal vendettas.
You said this,
No I said that.
You talking
To me?
If the shoe fits..
You're no Cinderella.
Well, you're no
Prince Charming!
Let bygones
Be bygones,
Agree to disagree.
No way!
No way!
And so it goes on
With no happy endings.
So tell me a tale
Make it a grand sale
Tell me a story
But make it happy
There's just too much tears
That corrodes my cheer
So please tell me now
The why that strings hows
All I want to hear
Is poise in good cheer
I know too much fear
That strangles me here
Crowd your crisp telling
With happy endings
Leon Enriquez
29 May 2018
Hamlet Place, ACT
Start with your heart
Live love's sure art
Seize peace of mind
As true love finds
Choice styles your voice
Love funds wise poise
Love what you do
Act as love woos
Live well each day
Love shows the way
Dare to be true
Love lives bold cue
End where you start
Watch soul move heart
Leon Enriquez
11 September 2016
Singapore
...With that he threw money down for his drink,
and stormed out of the diner in a rage,
Janet sat shattered, she just couldn’t move,
and suddenly felt like she was twice her age.
She ran to her car, quickly as she could,
her face streaked red with some well-deserved tears,
spent the day questioning all of her life,
since there would be no happy endings here…
I truly love my birthday…it’s a day that I hold dear…and I love the fact that my birthday falls on the last day of the year.
It’s a time to think about my friends, my children, my grandchildren and my wife…a time to reflect on the latest year in my Fairy Tale life.
I have always loved a good Fairy Tale…and though I know they’re only pretending…I love the stories…I love the adventures…and I love those happy endings.
I have often wondered why I love happy endings…its never been quite clear…if it was the Fairy Tales from my youth…or being born on the last day of the year.
But whatever the reason…now that, today, my birthday is descending, I feel blessed to have lived another Fairy Tale year…with another happy ending.
And though this year has seen its share troubles which tried so desperately on my happiness to infringe…seen it’s share of wickedness and evil that would make even Mother Goose cringe…
It has also seen its share of joy…of acceptance…of compassion…of love and kindness extending…which, if my Fairy Tales are correct, is the definition of a happy ending.
But this is just one happy ending to one chapter in the Fairy Tale I’ve created…The words of next years chapter have yet to be dictated.
When they are I hope I’ll see joy, acceptance and laughter blending…so the end of my 2021 will also have a happy ending…
Because I believe, in life, if you find ways to savor all the joy and cherish all the laughter…..if you string enough happy endings together…
you’ll get your happily ever after.